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Luke Campbell did not do friends. He did not do family. He did not do people. He'd learned some very hard lessons when he was seventeen and then nineteen years old that you couldn't trust anyone but yourself. He hated himself too but at least he had a good reason for that. And between bouts of loathing, he also had enough fun to ride him through depressions.

He'd met Axel not too long ago. It had been an accidental run in during a robbery gone south for each of them. Luke shut off the CCTV right before Axel finished with his whole I'm An Awesome And Scary Bomber guy and unfortunately for them both, that made the whole array go off.

Microwave manipulation wasn't perfect. That much was obvious when he found himself in the basement with part of s building covering him. He didn't know why he didn't just boil Axel's blood then and there.

Or why he started following him around. Or why he showed up at his next gig. Luke cleared his throat, slipping his cell phone into his back pocket. Having control of every security camera in the city had its perks and make stalking so much easier. His smile was not kind. "We have to stop meeting like this."

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"I don't know fully what the arcade is like here but the one in Central is awesome. I have all the high scores. It's where I spent most of my time until I got my title."

Axel set his plate aside and leaned his head on his hands, looking at Luke with an amused smile. He always got a little flustered when the subject of sex came up. Personally, he found it interesting. Luke was unique in many ways, that's why he was kind of fascinating to be with. He wasn't like anyone he knew.

"We can go do that any time if you want? We can find an arcade easy. Or anything really. I like having stuff to do, usually I'm just by myself and --" He shrugged, unsure what else to say. "Kinda sucks being alone."

Luke gave Axel a frown, sitting back with his shoulders squared off. He wasn't sure what to say to the other man for a minute before his forearms pressed against the table. "You gotta make up your mind. It went from Saturday's to whenevers. And that's cool but you have a lot of rules but you gotta make them consistent."

He had nothing to say about loneliness. Or maybe too much to say. Either way, he wasn't saying a damned thing right now. Not to Axel, not when this stuff always ended badly.

"Because it sounds to me like you have a whole lot of people you can spend your time with," he scoffed.

"I laid down one rule, dude. You said Saturdays, I just agreed." Axel pointed out. Whatever, he didn't mind either way, he was never one to follow rules anyway. He could never keep track and he could never really seem to care. "I guess hanging out depends on your mood and what you wanna do, not the days of the week. Like I like you, I wanna hang but not always, you know? Nothing personal. You can't always want to be with someone unless they're like insanely special."

And Axel hadn't really met anyone that special yet. He thought he had a few times but it always backfired. He was trying to be smart about it now.

"Me? I ... I guess." Axel shrugged his shoulders. Not overly. The rogues didn't like him and that was about as close to friends as he got. His one night stands weren't really company, just blowing off steam. "They're not really a massive time suck."

Axel was special. Luke decided it was better not to say that becsuse then he would have to explain himself. He thought Sylar and Sampson and Samuel were special too. He always wanted to be around them. Always. And they didn't feel the same. Axel, he could tell, didn't feel the same. And yeah okay, so he also happened to make that vocally clear too... So...

He cleared his throat. "Whatever. I mean. Yeah sure. Arcades are cool." He tried to shrug it all off as it it didn't matter at all and he was doing Axel a favor. That's what what of those dating videos said. Don't be too into everything the other person was doing or liked. But don't be distinerested either. He wanted to track down that guy and boil him alive on his channel.

Axel probably wouldn't like that.

"You have my number. So. Just uh text." He never really had anything to do. Just the normal day to day stuff.

Dinner was brought over a few minutes later and Luke dug in. He hadn't overly exerted himself today but he was always hungry.

"I'll text next time we wanna have a date."

And hopefully Luke wouldn't be tracking his every move, killing the people he stands near or anything like that again and this thing could maybe be a better thing that it was originally shaping up to be. Axel liked him, in his own odd way, he found Luke unsettling, terrifying and his love of gore was unsettling but he could deal.

He'd just have to live with the fact that his current 'boyfriend' was a mess of a guy who would probably consider The Thing as his ideal date movie.

"The food is actually pretty good here. Props of your picking, dude." He looked up at Luke and grinned a little, just taking him in. "You look good too."